When my kids were little, back in the late 1980s, we bought our new house and took on a bigger mortgage. I was a stay-at-home mom. After moving in, my husband John got permanently laid off from his ... [+]
I have come to the creek
to lay down my grief
beside the trees whose roots
creep into the stone-laden water.
I can not sink my grief,
I tried for years
to climb into the ferocious sea
and drown my pain.
but the sea doesn't pick and choose,
I nearly drowned too.
So I take my mourning,
lay it beside me on the dirt
hoping it will sow something.
I can't lay all of it,
no,
I'll carry it until I see you again.
to lay down my grief
beside the trees whose roots
creep into the stone-laden water.
I can not sink my grief,
I tried for years
to climb into the ferocious sea
and drown my pain.
but the sea doesn't pick and choose,
I nearly drowned too.
So I take my mourning,
lay it beside me on the dirt
hoping it will sow something.
I can't lay all of it,
no,
I'll carry it until I see you again.